Words From The Infinity...

Pesky cloud & Sylph

She was flying high
Singing with the birds
Tapping on every cloud
For pirouettes more high
Nubivagant yet flowing like breeze
Pesky Cloud didn't liked her surety
Neither he much like astrophiles
May be because one who love bright twinkling stars
They Ignore the deepest black scary cloud like him
But she came near that uppity cloud
Who was in no mood to shake hands or Say hi,
She came closer and giggled to see the
Chubby cloud and made cute funky pouts
Cloud was amazed by her quaintrelle
And giggled back by seeing her funny face
He was hesitant to shake hands
But slowly began moving around her
She liked his moves and they started
Hopping and cotillion
Mystic Rainbow joined them in the moves
And jostled.
This is how she danced and loved
And it drizzled the whole of him
In her happiness...